Folayemi Akande Poems

To you,
the debonair,
upon whom my glorious linger,
that thunder may wonder,
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I know of a soigne lady,
To me my maiden,
Priceless in her penchant frail,
Thus praise thy courtly hail,
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A lonely box of clustered hopes,
chattered to ruins and groping still,
Searching the dark to what might lost,
A pensive relieve upon my grieve,
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O, hail the nutrient at we starved,
That so long fadeth yet not,
But by doom yet still bear,
A blare of a life not seen,
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A tantrum,
scenic events by it's nature precedes,
uproar there-in nurtured by lucidity,
incendiary eyes,
...